On 23-01-13 at 0023, GMT+3
In Adama aka Nazret, Ethiopia
It was
just midnight when I got this call
Said
that I had three more days to live
Why? I
asked
What
you do, he answered.
Thought
my drinking habit
Had
finally taken its toll.
But
how did this caller know?
Surely
he sounded not like Angel Michael
And he
didn't sound like Lucifer either.
I
don't understand, I said.
Who
you call every day, he said.
I
tried to figure in my wino mind
Who it
is a man would give
So
much love as to give daily calls.
Mind
too busy. Try again later.
Who do
I call? I asked.
You
know who you call, he said.
I
don't understand, I said.
Ask
your friends, goodbye. BEEP!
“Death
threats given by clowns, I guess . . .”
My
favourite music track by Nas thus goes.
I fall
back deeeeeep into slumber
Daytime I'll deal with
this number.
